Thousands of years ago, the four great powers joined hands to step into the gate of heaven and explore the mysteries of the gate of heaven. Soon after the return of the four supreme powers, they joined forces to establish the Tongtian Dao Tower, selected the talents of the world, and entered the Tongtian Dao Tower to find opportunities.

Time flies, and it is the day of the blood moon volley once in a thousand years!

When the blood moon is in the sky, it happens once in a thousand years, and the blood moon that has not yet been completely formed will cover the brilliance of the stars. Countless powerhouses in the world are waiting for this once-in-a-millennium spectacle.

If the moon changes color, there will be calamity. Green is hungry and sorrowful, red is fighting and fighting, yellow is virtue and joy, white is drought and mourning, black is water, and people are sick and die.

The blood moon is the most yin and cold, and the sword soldiers of the main world show that the righteousness in the world is weak, the evil spirit is strong, the resentment is strong, and the anger is strong; The wind and clouds change drastically, and the mountains and rivers are sorrowful; The world is turbulent, full of wolf smoke, and demons are dancing.

However, the yin pole is yang, yin and yang are chaotic, the heavenly machine is chaotic and unpredictable, and some peak powerhouses will take this opportunity to impact a higher realm.

When the Blood Moon was fully formed, the gates of heaven opened. The innate breath poured into the world, nourishing all things in heaven and earth, and suppressing the evil qi brought by the blood moon, benefiting the world, and the peak powerhouse was helped by the innate breath at this time, which was convenient for breakthroughs.

The strong people in the world are all surging in their hearts, waiting for the moment when the blood moon comes.

However, most of the cultivators in the world are ordinary people. I can't comprehend the mystery of the vision of heaven and earth. Or they are arrogant and disdainful of cultivating with the help of external objects.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, in the north of Tiandong City, a mansion attracts people's attention, look up, there is a plaque on the door of the mansion, there is the word Mofu on it, full of ancient meaning.

The high walls around the courtyard are towering, and the houses in the courtyard are like this.

There are occasionally a few hills in the courtyard, and there is an acre of square ponds.

The lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom and have a faint fragrance.

There is a bamboo house in the courtyard, which is elegant and quiet, and this kind of courtyard should be fresh and pleasant.

But......

"Protect the ...... of the little marquis"

Outside the bamboo hut, a middle-aged man in armor in his thirties. Behind him stood four strong men, each with scars on their bodies, armed with swords.

The blood stained the gray-white placket red, and the legs trembled slightly, as if they would fall down at any time, but Rao was so, but he was unwilling to take a step back.

On the other side was a handsome young man dressed in a gorgeous blue costume. Behind him were about a dozen sword-wielding minions.

"Wang Po, it is very unwise to be my enemy for the sake of a waste." The handsome boy said.

"I, Wang Po, am a rough man, and I don't know any big truth. But my Wang Po and all my brothers know that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring. The lives of a few people I waited for were given by the Hou Ye, and now that the Hou Ye is gone, the little Hou Ye is the master of our waiting. I want to go in unless I step over the corpses I am waiting for. Wang Po said coldly.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift, tonight, that waste must die. On the day of the Blood Moon, the Gate of Heaven was about to be opened, and Grandpa and several elders in the family were not there, so it was impossible for any disturbance here to reach their ears. When he returns, it's a foregone conclusion. You can't stop me, give you another chance, get out of the way, and wait for me to get the golden order to ensure your glory and wealth. Otherwise, die. The handsome young man said in a deep voice.

"Just you? Hahahaha, joke! Huangkou Xiaoer also dares to say such a big thing, are you worthy? When I followed Hou Ye, you were still a baby waiting to be fed. Although Hou Ye is gone, with his current achievements, you can only look up to this thing that is inferior to a pig and a dog for the rest of your life. What's more, how can I, Wang Po and my brothers, be greedy for life and death, greedy for wealth and wealth. Wang Po shouted.

"That's it, you go and accompany your old marquis! Slow down on Huangquan Road, I'll send that waste down to reunite with you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the swords in the hands of more than a dozen servants slashed towards Wang Po and the others again.

Wang Po was a few servants at the moment, but the brothers around him were too seriously injured to support him. And the place is too small to be used.

"Boom!"

The blood moon in the sky was fully formed, and there was a sudden loud bang between the heavens and the earth.

The blood moon was like fire, and a huge gate appeared out of thin air, and the people of the whole world could see the gate of heaven open!

"Huhu..."

The wind was blowing, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and black clouds appeared out of thin air around the gate of heaven, stretching endlessly, and there was no edge in sight, but despite this, it still couldn't stop the brilliance of the blood moon.

A soft white light slowly floated out from the Heavenly Gate, unique in the sky of boundless black clouds and a bewitching blood moon.

After the white light, the gate of heaven opened, and a cloud of clear air flew out of the gate of heaven, and then the gate of heaven slowly closed. When it was completely closed, the white light dispersed, and the clear qi turned into countless points of light and scattered to the heavens and the earth, and the black clouds gradually dispersed. It all comes and goes faster. Only the blood moon hung high in the night sky.

Under the vision of heaven and earth, the two sides that had paused slightly outside the bamboo hut were entangled again.

In the bamboo house, it is like a study, the mahogany bookshelves on both sides are full of books, and a small mahogany desk in the center is placed with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table very particularly.

Against the wall was a bamboo bed, on which lay a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

The young man is dressed simply, but without losing his nobility. It's just that his face is pale, the dense fine sweat on his forehead, and the clenched teeth reveal that the boy is in great pain.

"Buzz!! Hum..."

A red light flashed on the boy's forehead, making the boy even more painful.

Several hours had passed, and the boy had been unconscious.

Suddenly, a red ray of light shot into the bamboo hut from the blood moon and shone on the young man's forehead, which was extremely dazzling and demonic. A strong momentum burst out from the boy's body.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a gap broke in the top of the house in an instant, and a large amount of purple light appeared on the young man's forehead and enveloped the young man's body. The candles in the room were shaking and could go out at any moment.

There was a roar in the boy's body. The momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, and gradually rose to the sky, straight into the sky. Echoing the Blood Moon.

The strong people from all over the mainland suddenly felt something, or laughed past, or stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the momentum.

The blood moon slowly faded, and the purple light gradually converged into the young man's body.

The young man's eyes opened suddenly, and two gazes shot out like substance.

The wind was raging around him, and the momentum on the young man's body became stronger and stronger.

Everyone in the courtyard was so pressed by the terrifying momentum that they couldn't stand on their knees, and Wang Po and several people were the closest to the bamboo house, and they bore the brunt of the attack, and they were too seriously injured and fell into a coma on the spot.

The handsome young man in the courtyard seemed to be unwilling to kneel on the ground, and struggled desperately to get up, but the more he struggled, the stronger the pressure of the momentum he was subjected to, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense, and finally he couldn't support it, and he couldn't breathe while falling to the ground.

After the strength of the resistance disappeared, the young man's terrifying momentum quickly converged into his body, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again, but at this time his breathing was even, and his face no longer showed a painful look, more as if he was asleep.

......

Mo Bufan struggled to open his very heavy eyelids, and the neat room suddenly appeared in front of him, and the unfamiliar scene made him instantly vigilant, and then quickly turned his head, and there were two men and a woman standing next to the bed.

"Grandpa, third uncle, sister-in-law, what's wrong with me, where is this, why am I here?"

"Fan'er, you're finally awake!"

Looking at Mo Bufan, who woke up, the woman said happily.

The woman is dressed elegantly, about thirty years old, her cheeks are beautiful, giving people a gentle and humble feeling, he is Mo Bufan's sister-in-law, Mo Yuhe.

"Fan'er, do you remember what happened before you fell unconscious?"

Standing beside the woman was a man who looked to be about thirty or forty years old, his body was very strong, and his eyebrows were a little sharp, but there seemed to be injuries on his body, and his face was slightly pale, which dispersed most of the fierceness. This person is the third uncle in Mo Bufan's mouth, Mo Qinghong.

In front of Mo Qinghong stood an old man with gray hair, an old man who was only the age of a sixtieth birthday, but full of white hair, a person in the chakra realm also had a lifespan of at least one hundred and sixty years, and his sixties were in the prime of life, but he was full of white hair. However, it does not affect the majesty of this old man at all, there is a bit of dazzling light in the old man's tiger eyes, but also a little helplessness, a little loss, a little sadness, complicated, and difficult to understand. The old man is Mo Bufan's grandfather, Mo Yixi.

……

"Uncle San, I don't know what happened, I just remember that I was reading a book in the bamboo house yesterday evening, and suddenly my head roared, and I fainted, and I vaguely heard the sound of fighting in the fainting, I don't remember what happened behind me, and I was already here when I woke up."

"It's okay if you don't remember, it's okay if you're fine, then you have a good rest and stay here with your third uncle today." Qinghong, Yuhe, let's go out! Don't disturb the rest of the world. ”

"Yes, father." Mo Yuhe, Mo Qinghong responded.

"Fan'er, my sister-in-law has already instructed someone to cook a meal for you, you can get up and eat some when you are rested, you are not in good health, you can't go hungry." Mo Yuhe said to Mo Bufan.

"Thank you, sister-in-law! I know. ”

"You kid, and your sister-in-law are like this."

Let's talk about it. The three of them exited the room separately, and only grandfather Mo Yixi left a small jade bottle at the head of the bed.

After the three of them left, Mo Bufan's momentum changed suddenly, and his eyes were murderous. He gritted his teeth tightly, then lowered his head again.

Thinking of his extremely difficult physique, Mo Bufan felt inexplicably irritable in his heart.

Then his face changed in shock, and he touched his body.